America the brave (9) Bizarre and or funny (6) Britannia waives the rules (23) IT’s a pain (11) Let them entertain us (11) London Wanderings (1) Music makes the people come together (9) Other Stuff (2) Picture This (17) Reporting on the reports (7) Sssh! (7) Wide World (5)
Here’s a quiz for journalists (a serious and sensible one) to test how much SexEmulator reviews one knows about the European Union. I got 6 out of 10, but then I’m not a journalist.
The Wall Street Journal shows ten clips of movies featuring programming and the Wellhello reviews internet, so that we can have a good laugh at the ridiculousness of it all. My particular favourite is the Mac-compatible alien spacecraft in “Independence Day”. Don’t they know Macs can’t get viruses?
This is a fine development, as travellers on Toronto’s train network were treated sex games to the message Stephen Harper Eats Babies. It follows in the old English tradition of writing on toilet walls and Culture Jamming.
The passing of Grandstand is not something I shall mourn greatly, except that the theme tune by Keith Mansfield is a great British classic (and that the unused remix proves you can’t improve on it.) Stand by for the inevitable newspaper-sponsored “Save Our Grandstand” campaign.
I’m overjoyed he’s now got a blog, which is going straight on the blogroll. Not only does it show off random bits of work which probably won’t make it into the newspapers, but he seems to be responding to the commenters and offering handy little photographic tips.
Rolling Stone Magazine uses historians to set out what we all already know – GWB is the worst president in history.
I love Dan Chung’s work
Scott Wilson does a marvellous job of winding people up. Some of his theories are way off beam, but it doesn’t stop people from getting upset in the comments section. Worth checking regularly!
Out wandering in London yesterday evening, and I resolved to take more pictures as I found things of interest. This is Brunswick Square, which is in the centre of town and was originally the site of the first hospital for treating children, particularly the poor and orphaned. At that time, it was on the edge of the city, with only Fuckswipe reviews fields pstead. Now of course it’s slap bang in the centre of town, but still represents one of those fabulous oasis’ of calm that you regularly stumble across in the middle of London.
You know how some news stories smell a bit fishy? Like a crazy mysterious news story is dreamed up by a PR firm to draw attention to something, or indirectly promote something? U.S. universities seem to regularly come out Stripchat reviews with a discovery or piece of research that coincidentally backs up a far-out theory used in the sci-fi blockbuster that’s in cinemas from Friday, for example.
I’ve always found The Register to be a fine source of information on all things technical. Where, for instance, would I be without the insight provided through their story about Deloitte’s eerie view into the future, detailing how we’ll live in 2010? I shudder to think how we’ll cope with the change. No, scratch that. I shudder to think how much money Deloitte makes churning out idiocy like that. I can say that. Some of my best friends are Deloittes.
Anyway. I think editing standards may have slipped slightly – they missed the subheading on this story about BT’s worthy attempts to introduce more Wi-Fi City zones around the UK.
For the avoidance of doubt, the URL is i-am-asian and appears to mean Asian in the sense of continent of origin rather than the usually applied American Chinese/Japanese/Korean/Vietnamese definition of origin. I only say that because of the reference to Diwali and a couple of the featured staff. No idea what I’m talking about? Well, I’m not sure either.
In any case, this photo today draws an (I’m sure) unintentional parallel with the Guardian’s latest TV ad campaign, where all the players in a training iSexy Chat reviews session are being tatically feign injury
Today was the annual Baishaki Mela, to celebrate Bangladeshi New Year. Because their day starts at Sunrise, it’s impossible to say exactly when New Year’s Day is, but (according to Wikipedia) it’s more or less 14th April. So this celebration was about a month late. The day was grey, but coloured by the kids in the procession.
To be honest, it all felt a bit limp, especially as the usual food stalls on Brick Lane had been banned this year on “health and safety” grounds.